Deck dragged out his hiking bag and bug-out bag and crammed two more sets of clothes into the bottom. Pilfering the back corner of his closet, he located the four-person all-season tent and sleeping bags. Sitting down, he let out a pent-up breath and wiped sweat from his forehead. “Think first, meathead. Grandpa would say … Continue reading Polaris Skies: Ch 2